The elder had never actually met any of those mask-wearing assassins face-to-face; all communication was through the disciples relaying intelligence.
In this way, even if a masked assassin were captured, those disciples would be sacrificed as scapegoats.
Duan Gujin was frantically hunting down skeletons within the Ancient Battlefield, as he definitely didn't want to be eliminated.
This time, he let go of all restraints and went all out.
For safety's sake, he didn't use up all his Primordial Power at once; he tried to conserve as much of it as possible.
Once an assassin appeared nearby again, he could then escape at the fastest speed.
An hour passed, and at last, he saw that the time displayed on the Recording Name Plate was nearly up.
Seeing the time on the display, he stopped pursuing the skeletons within the Ancient Battlefield.
"I now have a total of 3,137 points! I hope this score is enough to pass!"
